A
t first you probably
thought to yourself, “Self,
she’s gonna tell us to
be open books. Fuck that. I’m
already an open book.” And I
would have to tell you that you’re
both wrong. Open books are
great and all, but you know as
well as I do, a good title draws us
in.
Nope. I’m not going to talk about
being an open book. I’m talking
about being so open that you are
clear: transparent even.
I am the master at clarity. Even
when I get mucked up and have
to wade through the sludge just
like you. I am the master of clar-
ity because I know where I will
inevitably end up each and every,
single time. I am the Clarity
Master because despite all of my
challenges and obstacles, I will
always come out on top.
TRANSPARENCY AND CLAR-
ITY
I am going to actually be fully
transparent with you (and my-
self): my marriage has suffered
because I started my own busi-
ness. I started my own business,
in part, because my marriage
was suffering. For most people
the first is hard to swallow; for
the rest? The second part is even
harder. You see, we are so con-
ditioned to think that the things
that are bothering us are all sur-
face level shit. And sometimes
that could be, but there is always
a deeper root cause.
I started my business because
my marriage was suffering, and
I’m okay with that. But where
does that leave me now with a
marriage on the mend and a
business always progressing for-
ward? That leaves me in the spot
of clarity!
For the past couple of years,
things just haven’t resembled any
kind of paradise. Daily life and
poor choices wedged themselves
deeper and deeper between my
husband and I. While we didn’t
fight, we did argue and were
bitchy with each other. Now
I tell you this because at this
point, neither one of us was
being transparent and we were
sinking further and further into
the Nothingness.
It took me finally standing tall
and firm in my needs to eventu-
ally come around to seeing that
things aren’t always what they
seem. In fact, one of the hardest
pills that I’ve had to swallow is
that my husband needed me the
same way my clients do and I
was ready to give up on him.
“I OPEN AT THE CLOSE”
Thank the Gods and Goddesses
that I was able to receive that bit
of truth and redirect my actions.
When I say that I was on the
verge of filing for divorce, all I
needed was a pen. But because I
was open to receiving the things
about me that I needed to hear;
because I was open to a different
perspective on what my husband
must be feeling like, I was able
to not only save my marriage but
tell him to move back in THAT
NIGHT!
Most of us walk around with
this false notion that either the
Universe or someone else is going
to just show us the way. FALSE!
The Universe, no one, not even
me, can show you the way unless
you are 1000% open to it. Now
before you sit there and imme-
diately jump to “Oh. I’m open.
I’m so open that I might as well
be called Wal-mart”, I assure you
that you are not.
Imagine for a second that you
are standing in front of a door
and that door is open just a
crack. That crack represents the
amount you are open now. On
the other side of the door the
Universe is trying to shove all
this amazing shit your way, but
it can’t get it through the door!
Each time you go to push the
door open a little bit, you only
push so far as you’re comfortable
pushing, and then you stop.
Until you are able to kick that
fucker open and bungee-cord it
to the wall, this is what is going
to happen. This is EXACTLY
what happens with the rest of the
things in your life that you need
to get a grasp on, that you need
to face, but haven’t.
Sometimes it takes the ending of
something else to open your eyes
up to what was staring you down.
Other times, you’re able to get
a good look at it before it leaves.
If for nothing else, it is far bet-
ter that you understand how
possible it is to see everything:
yourself, your flaws, your gifts,
your life, your relationships, your
businesses, your children, your
world BEFORE you lose any of
it. In fact, being able to see the
things that you need the most
clarity on allows you to make
better choices in your life overall!
Imagine that door again. Now
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